Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road novel Chapter 438

Chapter 438: The Holy Son—Xuan Jing Arrived

"Are you going to execute me tomorrow?" Shenlian Yingyue asked the men from the Holy Clan.

The four men looked at each other with a headache. Now what? They came here to execute her, but they ended up being in danger because of her calculation. How do they explain this matter to the elders of the Holy Clan?

They couldn’t hide this matter because, as long as one of the sacred golden candles is destroyed, the people from the Holy Clan will immediately send people here to execute the person who ruined the candle.

"What do you plan to deal with her?" Sikong Yanya crossed her legs.

"Lock her in prison first. We will immediately contact the Holy Son and Holy Daughter." The four men rubbed their sore foreheads.

"How can this be? You are also criminals. Why don’t you join me in prison?" Shenlian Yingyue took out a spiritual juice from the Ethereal Small World to drink.

"Shut up!" The four men were furious again.

"You can’t be unfair." She muttered as her eyes widened.

"There is nothing fair in this world." Huang Bai Xing sneered.

"You make sense." She agreed to Huang Bai Xing’s statement.

Huang Bai Xing felt bizarre. She looked at her with doubt.

"Do you mean to tell me that the people from the Holy Clan can destroy their sacred golden candles and will not receive any punishments for their sin? Isn’t this an insult to the Light God?" Shenlian Yingyue threw a strawberry into her mouth.

The purple bracelet (which Xiao Yun gave her) and the Heaven Butterfly Bracelet (Ch.232) on her flawless white wrists were glittering. When she tilted her head, the small and exquisite Crescent Moon Earrings (Ch.256) on her ears were swaying, matching her white skin as snow.

The emerald ring on her index finger was as smooth as a fine jade.

Sikong Wenxia grinned like a psychopath when he saw the Emerald Ring, which he gave her on her flawless finger. She couldn’t take his ring off, and he knew it.

The faces of the four men were pale.

Huang Bai-Xing was silent. She frowned.

"Everyone must die if they destroy the sacred golden candles!" A voice that flowed effortlessly and had a pleasing texture echoed.

When the person stepped into the living room, everything turned frosty, like a frost flower blooming in the snow field.

The scattered long white hair as snow was slightly decorated with a golden flower crown. With his pale, frosted hair, his skin was crystal-clear, and the light cyan blood vessels under the skin could be vaguely seen.

The eyelashes were as white as snowy eyelashes. His momentum was as snow and breeze. Wherever he passed, the ice lotus bloomed, everything froze, and the room was full of the smell of the lotus and snow.

On his flawless and crystal-clear face, a butterfly mask was worn, covering half of his face, only showing his exquisite chin and perfect jawline.

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